Ch. 1281..1290

Chapter 1281

There was also a wooden sign hanging in front of the bamboo house courtyard. Written on it was the name of the courtyard: Refreshing Breeze!

Jay gazed at Angeline who was standing right next to him. It turned out that Angeline was like a refreshing breeze to Cole. Cole had been looking forward to her arrival and here she was at last.

A refreshing breeze was something intangible, though! If Cole wanted to win Angeline's heart, then he could dream on.

Jay suddenly held Angeline's hand tightly, his domineering and possessive personality starting to kick in. It gave him a strong urge to merge her into his own body.

Cole brought them to the middle of the bamboo courtyard. Jay and the group picked their favorite bedrooms and finally settled in.

Cole said to Angeline, "Let me know if you need anything else, Angeline. I will ask the servants to sort it out for you."

Angeline said politely, "Sorry for the trouble."

Cole's complexion darkened. He could distinctly sense that he and Angeline had grown distant during their

reunion this time.

Perhaps the accident had taken Angeline's innocence and liveliness away.

"Angeline, would you like to join me for dinner-" Before Cole could finish his sentence, Jay cut him off in a domineering manner.

"Can you please bring her dinner to Refreshing Breeze's courtyard, Master Yorks? Our missus has mobility problems, so we don't want to trouble you..."

Cole glared viciously at Jay. This bodyguard was constantly getting in the way. He found him to be a complete eyesore.

Jay started driving him away. "It's late and my missus needs to get her rest. If you still have anything to say, then leave it for tomorrow, Master Yorks."

Cole stomped away.

Jay pulled Angeline into his arms and was green with envy. "Now that you've exposed your identity, that b* stard looks at you differently. Even your lawful husband is bitter about it. Say, what are you going to d o about it?"

Angeline let out a burst of self-deprecating laughter." A blind person like me can't even respond to his gaze. What are you still worried about?"

Jay said again, "This Refreshing Breeze courtyard he prepared for you has a trickling stream and winding paths. You will definitely love it when you see it."

Angeline said, "No matter how beautiful Refreshing Breeze is, it still can't compare to the beauty of the flowers in Carefree Garden."

Jay felt relieved and brushed her nose. "Oh, you. You sure know how to flatter someone, don't you? I like it very much, though."

Angeline protested coquettishly. "Oh, please. I'm not flattering you. It's true that I like the flowers in Carefree Garden. Although they're still tiny saplings right now, they will grow into towering trees blooming with flowers one day. Every flower will represent your blessing for me."

Jay embraced Angeline tightly. "Mm."

Jay looked forward to the day when the flowers would bloom.

When Jay recalled the incident that had happened during the day, he consoled Angeline by saying," Spencer might not have been completely honest with me today. Don't lose hope, Angeline. I know that there's a library in 48 Stronghold and a register in it. Once I get my hands on the register, I'll know if Baby Robbie is here or not."

Angeline nodded. "Mm."

"Also, even if we can't find clues about Baby Robbie, we can still search for clues about Monster. We will definitely be able to track Baby Robbie if we follow the clues."

"Mm." Angeline knew that Jaybie was only trying to make her feel better by saying these things.

Angeline only ate a little for dinner before going to bed to rest.

Afraid that he would expose their identity as husband and wife, he stood guard at the door instead.

It was especially cold at night in the mountains. In the moonless night, everywhere was pitch-black and only the silver glow reflected from the white snow on the top of the mountain could be seen. This was destined to be an unusual night.

At the foot of the mountain, a young man dressed in a black stealth suit and gecko gloves took out a hook before hurling it at a cliff. Then, like a phantom, he started galloping on the cliff.

He muttered, "Why do I need Lil' Thirteen to come with me when I'm just going to Doomsday to steal a treasure? Women can be really cumbersome sometimes."

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Chapter 1282

At this moment, the secret agent equipment he carried with him started beeping. "An infrared device is detected ahead."

The young man pulled down the glasses placed on the top of his head, and suddenly, dense red lines appeared in his field of vision.

"Damn, are they that afraid of dying that they need to use such a sophisticated defense system? I don't think even flies can get through this, right? Bad people never die!" The young man swiftly shuttled between the infrared rays, and after getting through the infrared barrier, the system beeped again. "Be careful, toxic device detected ahead." The young man looked displeased. "You don't need to warn me about this low-level defense equipment.

Don't you think you're too noisy?"

The system sounded extremely wronged. "Okay then. All the best."

The young man sighed. "I need to get to 48 Stronghold to find that b*stard Cole before I grab the treasure. I must teach him a lesson."

The agile young man quickly disappeared into the

night.

48 Stronghold.

Cole lay on a tall plane tree, his gaze falling on the tiny bamboo courtyard in front of him.

Carson sat next to him, yawning.

"Why don't we go back and sleep, Young Master? Ms. Severe will get very angry if she knows that you're here peeping at her at night instead of sleeping."

Cole snapped. "Peeping at her? I'm protecting her."

Carson asked in a daze, "This is your territory, Young Master. Who would hurt Ms. Severe?"

Cole glared gloomily at him.

Carson covered his mouth. "Okay, okay, it's my fault. I don't think I'll understand, so I'm going to bed now, Young Master!"

Go on.

Carson returned to the villa with drowsy eyes. As soon as he walked into his bedroom, a figure suddenly appeared from behind the door. In the next second, his mouth and nose were covered. "Don't scream or this blade will pierce through your heart."

Carson could feel the cold blade penetrating his thick clothes, pressing against his back.

Carson nodded.

The young man pinned him against the wall. "Be honest with me. Where's that b*stard Cole?"

"Young Master went to peep at a woman," Carson replied.

The young man was flabbergasted. Although Cole was extremely flirtatious, he was not indecent. How could he possibly do such an unscrupulous thing?

"There are nine maps in Doomsday. Do you know where they are?"

Carson shook his head. "You're referring to the treasure map, right? Even Young Master, Old Master, and Grand Old Master Yorks have no idea where they are, let alone someone like me. Doomsday sends many people to search for those nine maps every year, but they would all return without success."

There was a touch of perplexion in the young man's eyes. Master probably knew that the treasure was in Doomsday before sending him here to seize it. Why else would he send him here on a treasure- seeking mission?

If Master had received the wrong information, then he would be in great trouble.

He needed to find the nine maps. If he could not complete the task in time, the military intelligence division would give him the death punishment.

"You're lying."

"I'm not," Carson replied.

The young man became irritable for some reason, and when Carson noticed his abnormality, his hands that were placed on the wall moved closer to the button next to him.

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Chapter 1283

Suddenly, the wall started shifting and a humanshaped opening appeared. With a leap, Carson jumped out of the opening.

When the young man noticed that something was amiss, the wall had sealed up. Thousand Pounder started raining down on him from above. Then, at the speed of light, the young man bolted for the window. However, he was too far away from the window, hence it was almost impossible to escape from this distance. At the very last moment when the young man's leg was out the window, his other leg was slashed by the sharp Thousand Pounder blades that rained down on him.

He struggled to pull his leg out, and the injury on his leg made it difficult for him to move.

At this moment, Carson switched on the lights in the villa.

He was confident in thinking that the assassin had died from the raining blades.

When he saw the empty bedroom, however, Carson panicked and punched the alarm system immediately.

48 Stronghold's Corvettes rushed out at once.

When the young man heard the commotion, he gritted

his teeth and ran in the other direction in an attempt to escape.

"There's an assassin. Search the place," Carson said, looking at the blood trail on the window.

A servant reminded Carson. "I heard that several distinguished guests have arrived at our stronghold today and now there's an assassin in our stronghold. Don't you think this coincidence is uncanny?" Carson looked in the direction where Refreshing Breeze Courtyard was situated and said, "Come with me."

Refreshing Breeze Courtyard.

When the Corvettes rushed over, Cole jumped down from the tree.

"What happened?"

Carson moved his mouth closer to Cole's ear and whispered, "An assassin sneaked into your room and survived the Thousand Rounder with injuries. I'm sure he won't go far."

Cole looked surprised. There were so many rooms in the Yorks' stronghold, yet the assassin came straight for his room. He was most probably there to hurt him.

Also, if the assassin could survive the Thousand Rounder, then he was definitely no ordinary man. Cole's mesmerizing face turned solemn as he said," Come with me." When Jay heard the knock on the door, he frowned and walked over in a rather irritated manner.

He opened the door and saw Cole and Carson staring at his legs.

Jay asked, "What? You suspect that I'm an assassin?"

Cole's gaze shifted from Jay's leg to his calm and stern face. Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, he was then ruled out as an assassin.

Cole explained, "An assassin has intruded our stronghold tonight. To ensure that you're safe, do let the Corvettes in to search the place."

Jay said, "You can search any room you like, but you're not allowed to touch my missus' room."

Cole eyed him suspiciously.

"Why can't we search her room? Are you hiding something from us?" Carson roared.

Jay replied, "Do you think a blind woman can be an assassin? Are all the Corvettes in 48 Stronghold only fit for guzzling and boozing?"

Cole did not intend to make things difficult for Angeline and ordered Carson, "Search other rooms first."

Jay repeated, "Don't barge into a lady's room at night. You need to at least show her some respect." Cole nodded to the Corvettes sisters. "Girls, go and search the ladies' rooms."

"Yes, sir."

Inside the room. When Angeline heard Jay and Cole arguing, she slowly opened her eyes.

All of a sudden, she heard the window sliding open gently. Immediately after that, the blanket was lifted and an ice-cold body snuggled in.

"Help me." A young man's weak and feeble voice rang softly in her ears.

Angeline was seemingly stuck in a daze.

There was clearly still a trace of childishness in the young man's voice, which reminded her of Jens. They were probably about the same age, right? Angeline said, "Don't move."

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Chapter 1284

The young man curled up in her arms.

Baby Robbie would do the same thing whenever he did something wrong. He would embrace her by the waist as firmly as he could and act like a spoiled child. 'I was wrong, Mommy. Please don't be mad at m e,' he would say.

Then, she made a baffling decision by tearing off her clothes and revealing her bare chest. She stretched her arms out of the blanket.

She then pretended to cry out in a drowsy voice," What's going on, Ben?"

When Jay heard Angelina's voice, he opened the door.

At the sight of Angelina's bare chest and arms sticking out of the blanket, Jay quickly closed the door.

Despite that, Cole still inadvertently saw the dazzling sight in the room.

Jay glared fiercely at Cole!

Cole pondered in his heart that if Angelina was not blind, then she would have screamed in embarrassment earlier.

Cole asked curiously, "What exactly happened to her eyes?"

"She cried herself blind," Jay replied curtly.

His tone carried an intense harshness and self-blame.

Cole was slightly stunned. Then, a touch of guilt flashed across his face.

At this moment, all the Corvettes who were searching the house walked out while shaking their heads. "We didn't find anything abnormal."

Cole ordered, "Search somewhere else."

When the Corvettes left, Angeline felt a hand wearing a special glove taking her hand and opening up her fingers. Then suddenly, a glass bottle appeared in her palm.

Angeline heard the young man's weak and feeble voice. "I can't thank you enough for saving my life."

She wanted to ask him some questions, but unfortunately, Jay opened the bedroom door at this moment.

The young man lifted the blanket and flung it at Jay. Jay grabbed the blanket, but in just a split second, the young man was gone.

"Did the assassin hurt you, Angeline?" Jay broke out in a cold sweat when he thought of how Angeline had stayed in the same room as the assassin earlier.

At this moment, Angeline's safety was the only thing Jay was concerned about, hence he had no intention of running after the assassin at all.

Angeline clenched the bottle in her hand as a smile broke out on her stunning face. "I'm fine, Brother Ben."

Jay could finally set his mind at rest. However, as soon as he saw Angelina's unbuttoned collar, Jay's alluring eyes exuded a dark aura as he stared out into the darkness outside the window.

He stepped forward and buttoned Angelina's collar, hissing bitterly. "I'm going to kill that b*stard."

Angeline grabbed his hand. "I was the one who volunteered to do it, Brother Ben."

Jay was stunned. "Why?"

Angeline had actually gone to great lengths just to save an assassin.

Angelina's face exuded a maternal glow. "I don't know either. It felt like I was possessed at that very instant."

Jay could probably guess why Angeline felt compassion for the assassin. However, he was still a little annoyed and said, "Remember, only I am allowed to see the bare skin on the area below your neck next time."

Angeline nodded coyly. "I understand."

Angeline handed him the tiny bottle in her hand. "He gave this to me. What is it?"

Jay took the bottle and saw an extremely fine print on it. After searching for a very long time, he found a magnifying glass and read the words written on the bottle, 'All-purpose ointment.'

He was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

Angeline asked, "Can it heal my eyes?"

Jay would never allow his precious wife to become a guinea pig, hence he said, "I'll try it on someone before deciding whether I should let you use it or not."

Angeline said, "He must have given me the ointment because he knows that I'm blind. It's probably the right prescription. Why don't we try it?"

Jay asked, "How can you believe what an assassin says?"

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Chapter 1285

The Corvettes searched all night, but the assassin was nowhere to be found. They had seemingly evaporated into thin air.

The next day, Spencer came to 48 Stronghold.

He summoned Cole into a secret room and asked with a solemn expression, "Cole, the assassin last night was able to get through the various barriers we've set up in Mount Pearl. He's clearly a well-trained martial artist. I've been thinking about it. The assassin appeared immediately after Angeline did. Could they be working together from the inside out?"

Cole remained silent....

Spencer looked puzzled. "Angeline is nothing but a strong businesswoman in Imperial Capital, but her bodyguard was capable of catching my darts. I don't understand. Why does she have such an extraordinary man by her side?"

Cole was still silent...

When Spencer saw how Cole did not utter a word, the doubt in his eyes started overflowing. "Are you keeping something from me, Cole?"

There was a hint of weariness in Cole's voice. "I've said what needs to be said."

Spencer stared at Cole with displeasure. "What do you mean by you've said what needs to be said? You spent half a year in Imperial Capital, and when you came home, you only said three things. You told me you destroyed the Ares family as well as Tourmaline Estate and your unforgettable bone-etching love story. Tell me, how did you meet Angeline?"

Cole was extremely speechless by his father's gossipy behavior. "Why didn't you ask me how I destroyed the Ares family?"

Spencer gulped. "I trust your ability to complete your task."

An obscure look flashed across Cole's eyes. It was precisely because his father and grandfather did not question much about it that he felt guiltier. He had destroyed the Ares family and Tourmaline Estate, but he had also destroyed Jay.

Perhaps he would not feel as guilty if Jay was just Angelina's husband. However, Angeline told him at the very end that Jay was Aunt Chloe's son. He had killed his own cousin.

Dad and Grandpa would be heartbroken if they learned about this.

Aunt Chloe was the Yorks family's brightest and most treasured pearl-the child who Grandpa valued the most. Grandpa had said to him more than once, "Your aunt was a brilliant woman and was no worse than a man. Her children will definitely be as outstanding as her. The only regret in my life is that I didn't get to see my grandson rise above the common herd and achieve great heights in life. Ron could do it, but time isn't on his side..."

Cole was afraid to tell Grandpa that he actually had an outstanding grandson like that, one who was not only insanely good-looking and extraordinarily intelligent but extremely courageous and who focused on love and justice.

If Grandpa knew about Jay's existence, he would be delighted for sure. However, once he was done feeling delighted, he would then fall from the heavenly bliss to the depths of the abyss.

If Grandpa knew that his grandson had died in the hands of Doomsday, he would probably find it hard to forgive himself.

Therefore, Cole kept this secret in the depths of his heart and suffered the repercussion of their evil deeds himself.

Fortunately, Grandpa and Dad had not asked anything about the Ares family's affairs for the past few years.

Spencer narrowed his eyes and stared straight at Cole. Cole looked like he was struggling and somewhat in pain, which caused Spencer to frown.

"Don't tell me that Angelina has relations with the Ares family?" Spencer finally realized that something was wrong from the look on his son's face. Cole lifted his severed pinkie and said, "The Ares family's daughter-in-law was supposed to be killed, but I spared her in exchange for my pinkie." Spencer's complexion darkened. His dark pupils overflowed with a touch of coldness.

"Why are you so muddle-headed, Cole? Do you know that if you don't tackle the root of a problem and solve the problem completely, the problem will resurface?"

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Cole was suddenly a little flustered when he saw the bloodthirsty look in Spencer's eyes. "Dad, Angeline is just a weak and feeble woman. As you can see, she has lost her vision as well."

When he talked about 'vision loss', Cole choked up with emotions. "It's my fault. I killed her husband. She cried herself blind. I owe her too much."

Spencer said angrily, "You're too soft-hearted. You saw it yourself. Her bodyguard is definitely no ordinary man. Judging from the skills of that guy called Ben, he's more than capable of wreaking havoc in the Yorks' stronghold."

Cole explained, "She's blind. She needs someone like that to protect her."

Spencer said, "Well I think you're blinded by love. Think about it. That guy called Ben can certainly make a big break with his own ability, so why would h e choose to stay beside a woman like a useless coward?"

Cole said, "If I'm not mistaken, Ben is probably a bodyguard given to Angeline by the eldest grandson of the Ares family, Jay Ares. Jay was the one who founded Ghost. After his death, the Ghosts members vowed loyalty and devotion to Angeline."

Spencer was so furious that he grabbed the teapot and hurled it at Cole. "You b*stard. Why didn't you say this earlier?"

Cole replied, "You didn't ask."

Spencer said, "This is a huge deal. Don't you understand what's at stake here? Cole, the Yorks' 108 strongholds and the life and death of a population of hundreds of thousands are in your hands. For the sake of a woman, you've placed the Yorks' stronghold i n a dangerous position. You... How should I punish you for this?"

Cole knew he was wrong, hence he just stood there without making any rebuttals.

Spencer thought Cole was feeling remorseful and could not bring himself to continue criticizing him, hence he waved to him helplessly. "Forget it. I will clean up your mess for you."

Cole's lifeless pupils suddenly began to roll in their sockets. "Dad!"

He chased after Spencer and pulled his wrist like he was afraid that Spencer might take off. "What are you going to do to her?"

Spencer said, "The fish has slipped through the net. You were already kind enough to let her live a few more years."

Cole suddenly fell to his knees and grabbed Spencer's leg, his dashing face revealing a firm and determined expression that no one had ever seen before. "I'm in n o position to say anything if you want her dead, Dad. But if she dies, then my love will die with her. I will leave home and become an anchorite. I hope you will show me your support when that happens."

Spencer uttered in exasperation, "Are you threatening me, Cole?"

Cole said no more, but his eyes looked firm and determined like he was not to be challenged.

Spencer was furious...

There were lightning and thunder in the sky, yet ultimately, the storm that should come never arrived.

The sky cleared up.

Spencer pointed at Cole and said, "You think I can only rely on you to carry on our ancestral line just because you're my only son? Screw you. I'm still young and more than capable of giving birth to a bunch of sons. If you still want to be an anchorite when that happens, then I will be sure to send you off with a gun barrel."

Spencer walked away, cursing.

Cole let out a huff and fell to the ground.

"I will protect you, Angeline," Cole muttered.

"I won't make you sad or break your heart anymore."

Refreshing Breeze Courtyard.

Jay stood quietly in the courtyard. Through the square bamboo door frame, he saw the Corvettes brothers standing guard outside Refreshing Breeze Courtyard.

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Chapter 1287

The b*stard Cole had sent his men to monitor the place under the pretext of guarding Refreshing Breeze Courtyard.

Jay started thinking of ways to escape Refreshing Breeze Courtyard so that he could go out to look for the Yorks' stronghold's register.

Angeline called out to him softly, "Ben." Her voice sounded gentle and affectionate.

Jay turned around and walked in.

"Angeline."

Angeline traced the source of the voice and walked up to him.

Jay quickened his pace and took her hand, whispering, "From what I can see right now, Old Master Yorks suspects that we're colluding with the assassin from last night. He has sent his men to surround Refreshing Breeze Courtyard this morning."

Angeline analyzed the situation and said, "Old Master Yorks is in charge of the front area of the Yorks' stronghold and has no time to guard 48 Stronghold, so Cole is still the person-in-charge here. Why don't we lure him away? I'll figure out a way to keep Cole occupied while you go out under the pretext of

gathering herbs for me..."

Jay squeezed Angeline's red cheek gently. "You're getting smarter and smarter, aren't you?"

Though in his heart, she was still a little lamb that knew nothing about the world.

Angeline let out a mischievous smile. "You taught me well."

Jay took Angeline in his arms, his love for her intensifying.

At breakfast, Jay laid out his plans to several other people and finalized the details. Grayson, Josephine, and Sis Shirley would stay and take care of Angeline. Zayne and he would go and gather the herbs. When Jay and Zayne opened Refreshing Breeze Courtyard's gate, Carson popped out of nowhere and asked in an exceedingly arrogant tone, "Where are you going?"

Jay explained, "I need to gather some herbs for my missus' eyes. We're going to the mountain to dig out some cassia seeds for her..."

Carson cut him off straight away. "Write down the herbs you need. Our men will gather it for you."

Jay replied, "No way. Anyone can tell that the men in the Yorks' stronghold are all black-hearted people with just one look. I won't feel at ease leaving the missus' affairs to you and your men." Carson bared his fangs...

He then smirked maliciously. "Oh? Do you practice physiognomy?"

Jay nodded. His eagle eyes then fell on Carson's face." Should I take a look for you? I won't charge you a dime if I'm wrong."

Carson was a man who was crazy about money and had always been eager for free things.

"Sure."

Jay pretended to lift his chin and studied Carson's facial features carefully, then said, "Short-sighted like a rat, ape-like chin, and the face of a yes-man. Anyone can tell that you're destined to be a slave. You have to rely on this crafty mouth of yours to flatter your master your whole life."

Carson was furious. "You tricked me?"

Jay pushed him away and walked uphill as if nobody else was there.

Carson roared at his back. "Stop there! Don't blame me for what I'm about to do next if you don't stop."

At this moment, Josephine and Sis Shirley led Angeline outside. Angeline called out, "Carson."

When Carson saw Angeline, he immediately went from looking haughty to humble, bowing and scraping to her. "What can I do for you, Ms. Severe?"

Angeline asked, "Where is your young master?"

Carson was stunned. He replied, "Young Master has

gone to the Yorks' stronghold."

Angeline rejoiced inwardly. Both Cole and Spencer were not in 48 Stronghold. Only Carson, the shrewd lackey, was here. She could buy Jaybie some time if she could stall him.

Angeline said, "Grayson, keep watch at Young Master Yorks' place and ask him to come over immediately when he returns. Tell him that I have something to tell him." Grayson replied, "Yes, Ms. Severe."

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Chapter 1288

To make sure that Cole would not get in the way, Angeline said to Carson again, "Come in, Carson. Let's have a chat." Carson looked at Jay and Zayne who were already far away. After zoning out for a moment, he followed Angeline into the house.

"Please serve Carson some tea, Josephine."

Josephine took her time to pour Carson a cup of tea and handed it to him. Carson put the teacup on the table and said, "You're really good at setting up distractions, aren't you, Ms. Severe?"

Angeline was not flustered at all when her plans were seen through by Carson. She said, "I'm just trying to catch up with an old friend, Carson. How can you gauge the heart of a great person with a mean heart? I shouldn't have thought so highly of a petty person like you."

Carson pouted his lips. He must have forgotten to pray for good luck when he went out this morning because as soon as he woke up, he was hit hard by both Ben and Angelina's insidious and acrid remarks. "To tell you the truth, Ms. Severe, there are many wild beasts on the mountain. If my men don't lead the way,

your bodyguard won't be able to find their way out of the mountain once they go in."

A trace of panic flashed across Angelina's heart, but when she remembered how Jaybie had Chloe's map as a guide and would probably be able to avoid all hindrances easily, she eased up and said, "You don't have to worry about them."

Carson's eyes revealed a determined smirk. "Since you don't really care whether he lives or dies, then I suppose there's no need for me to tell you further, Ms. Severe."

With Angelina holding up Carson, Jay and Zayne were able to make their way to the library without any hindrance.

When they approached the library, however, they needed to pass through a vast sea of bamboo trees. Even though this was a verdant bamboo forest, the floor had been swept clean.

There was not a single leaf in sight.

Jay stared dazedly at the bamboo sea and entertained the possibility that there might be an old yet wise recluse tending to the bamboo forest.

Inside the bamboo forest was a bamboo woven coffee table and stools. There was an English tea set placed on the table and an old man sitting there sipping tea with his back facing Jay and Zayne. Tired and thirsty from all the walking, Zayne rushed over to ask for a cup of tea. "Can I have a cup of tea, mister?" "Help yourself."

Zayne picked it up and drained the cup.

Jay walked around to face the old man. He had white hair, a ruddy complexion, and a very loving face. It made him seem inexplicably cordial.

"Is this Bamboo Green Tea?" Jay pinched the tea leaves between his fingers and said, "This is a good tea."

Delighted to hear that, the old man poured a cup of tea for him. "Have a taste. You may not have drunk this before because this is made locally."

Jay picked up the tea and took a whiff, then poured it on the ground.

The old man eyed him suspiciously. "It's okay if you don't want to drink it, but why are you wasting my tea, kid?"

Jay looked at the old man with a gaze that carried a deeper meaning and said, "Why are you out here sweeping dried leaves instead of staying at home for retirement, old man? Life must be hard for you, eh?” A bright and intelligent smile emerged from his charming peach blossom eyes. "Your children and grandchildren are really unfilial, aren't they?!"

The old man's compassionate and refined expression suddenly sank. "You b*stard. Why are you scolding my children and grandchildren? They didn't do

anything to you-"

Jay laughed and said, "I'm just speaking out for justice."

The old man rolled his eyes at him. "You're quite a busybody, aren't you?"

Jay said, "I've never liked being a busybody."

The old man tutted and muttered, "But you're doing what a busybody would do now!"

Jay seized the tea that the old man was about to drink and brought it to his own mouth. He then drained it in one gulp!

The old man's eyes darkened. "Why are you taking my tea? There's plenty more over here, isn't it?" Jay laughed. "I'm just worried that you would make an even better tea for yourself out of selfishness."

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Chapter 1289

Zayne suddenly held his forehead and said, "My head is spinning."

He then collapsed in front of Jay with a thud.

Jay teased, saying, "What a good tea indeed, old man. I'm surprised by how fast it can put someone to sleep."

The old man studied Jay carefully. This young man knew that there was something wrong with the tea yet still continued to talk to him as if nothing was happening.

This was his first time meeting someone who could mock him so calmly in the Yorks' territory.

The old man admired his courage and boldness.

"Your personality suits my taste very much, young man. I admire you. What's your name?"

Jay let out a slight smile. "Ben."

Puzzled, the old man asked, "Don't you have a last name?"

Jay nodded nonchalantly, "I do."

He continued, "My last name is Yorks."

The old man looked at Jay with displeasure. "If you want to trick me, you need to at least do it with the

right attitude."

Jay poured out all the cold tea in the teapot, then filled it up himself.

He then made a 'please' gesture to the old man. "The tea I've made is more refreshing than yours. Would you like to try a cup?"

The old man grabbed a handful of tea leaves, pinched them into the teapot, and said, "There, it's perfect now."

Jay raised the teacup. "Fate has brought us together, old man. Let's toast for this wonderful fate of ours."

The old man was slightly stunned. There was a flash of confusion in his eyes. According to his observation, this guy was a thoughtful and vigilant man, so he should be aware that there was something wrong with the tea, yet he still invited him to have tea together...

This young man looked to be about the same age as Cole. He was still too young and probably had no idea that he needed to take the antidote in advance, right?

"Sure, cheers!" The old man raised his teacup and clinked it with Jay's.

Both of them then drained their teacups in a gulp.

After drinking the tea, Jay started swaying almost immediately. He then said in a dizzy manner, "Good tea." He then staggered and collapsed on top of Zayne's soft and limp body.

The old man staggered and fell to the ground as well.

After a very long time, the old man blinked mischievously. Convinced that Jay had passed out, he got up from the ground and dusted his butt while gloating. "Hmph, you're way too young to beat me." Having said that, he returned to his seat next to the teapot, picked up a cup of tea, and drained it in a gulp.

Not long after he drank the tea, he could feel his stomach churning.

The old man clutched his stomach as his complexion paled. "Dang it, I fell into this kid's trap."

He then rushed to the latrine while clutching his stomach.

Jay sat up cross-legged, staring mischievously at the old man's back. A dark and profound gaze emanated from his eyes.

"I hope you won't blame me for being disrespectful to you, Grandpa."

Jay pulled Zayne up and left in a hurry.

The library.

The stronghold's library was actually a brick cellar with a very earthy appearance.

The entrance was also a furnace room, but once Jay stepped inside, he realized that it was a completely different world in there.

There were several circular compartments in it. The circular walls rose high into the clouds, whereas the circular bookshelves rested against the walls. Each compartment was filled with densely packed books.

Chapter 1290

Chapter 1290

If anyone tried to find a specific book in here, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. Fortunately, Jay was guided by the map in his head. He knew that the register was located in the 48 Stronghold's

compartment bookshelf.

At this moment, a huge gecko had occupied the tall bookshelf in compartment 48. His leg was bleeding non-stop. He took out the medicine kit he carried with him, then applied medicine and bandaged it to stop the bleeding.

Jay bypassed the guards in the library and sneaked inside.

After entering the 48 Stronghold compartment, Jay began searching for the register on the shelf.

Suddenly, a tinge of crimson on a page of a book caught Jay's attention. He touched the crimson spot on the page with his finger and could feel the moisture on it. Jay was on his guard immediately.

A wounded assassin was hiding up above.

This was his speculation.

In an instant, a ball of lightning flashed in Jay's mind. He exerted strength and smacked his hand on the bookshelf suddenly. An overwhelming murderous

aura started bearing down on him.

Jay made a few rotations at lightning speed and dodged the assassin's cold blade.

Jay looked at the assassin who was wearing a black stealth suit and had a hood over his head. His mouth, nose, and eyes were covered firmly. The thought of him hiding in Angeline's bed last night sent a burst of anger spurting from the depths of his heart. His eyes exuded an ice-cold aura.

"Let me see your face." He clenched his fist, shifted his position, and started galloping on the rounded wall like a gecko, attacking the assassin from the side.

The assassin had just finished treating his leg injury, so the pain in his bandaged leg had subsided greatly. For a demon like him who had gone through hell-like training, this bit of pain could hardly affect his performance.

He and Jay fought head-on. Jay's punches were heavy and his speed was like lightning. His mixed martial arts skills had attained perfection.

On the other hand, the young man's fist technique itself was built to be lethal enough to eliminate formidable enemies. When his fists were launched, the spot where Jay dodged them would be smashed into a pit.

"You're pretty good, eh?" Jay praised.

The young man's voice was weak and feeble. "So are you."

The two fought for a very long time and were impossible to separate.

Perhaps the fight was too intense, so the register that the young man had stolen fell out of his waist.

When Jay saw the register, his eyes lit up.

"I see you're here to steal the treasure," Jay said.

The young man's lips curved into a dreamy smile. "You're wrong. I'm here to kill someone."

Perhaps it was hard to tell who was better, so the young man decided to back out.

He withdrew his fists, retreated a yard away, and said to Jay, "I don't want the register anymore. Help me pass on a message to Cole. Tell him that for every grievance, someone is responsible. For every debt, there's a debtor. I will come back one day to collect the outstanding debt he owes me."

Having said that, the young man pushed the bookshelf aside and escaped from the open window.

Jay did not intend to chase after him. He quickly picked up the register from the ground and flipped through it.

According to the table of contents, he found the list of foreign households in no time at all.

Just as he expected, Spencer had lied. The Yorks' stronghold did seize foreign captives the last few years, but Baby Robbie's name was not listed in it.

On a page with a missing corner, he found an astonishing word on it, 'Monster'!

Only half of it remained. It must have been ripped off by that thief.

Jay looked out the window in the direction where the thief had disappeared, his eagle eyes suddenly shrouded with haze.

'That must've been you, right, Monster?'

There was a commotion outside the door. "There's an assassin inside. Go in and search the place, quick!"

Jay threw the register on the ground and ran out following the same route where the young man had escaped from.

Refreshing Breeze Courtyard.

Carson stood in front of Angeline reverently, looking like an obedient child being admonished by his teacher.

Angeline had been discussing many irrelevant topics earlier. Once she was done laying the foundation, she went straight into it. "Be honest with me, Carson.

When you destroyed Tourmaline Estate three years ago, did you take my Baby Robbie away? I know your young master has always been fond of my Baby Robbie."